Post by reeves on Oct 14, 2017 23:47:39 GMT
Rodrik Reeves
Occupation: Mercenary/Daytaler
Birth Place: Unknown territory to the east of Baja
Height: 6'5
Weight: 252 Lb's
Age: 27
Hair: Mostly shaved head with the exception of a short, black Mohawk.
Facial Hair: Black goatee
Eye Color: Cyan blue
Skin: Caucasian with a slight tan
Build: Very Muscular build, mostly in the upper chest region.
Notable Features: Medium sized scar above left eye and small sized scar below left eye
Personality
Personality & Traits: When in large groups and settlements seems to be rather quiet, but very vocal and authoritative in a combat situation|Has a Germanic accent and speaks the language from time to time
Legal Status: No recorded crimes, at least to the knowledge of the populace
Current Goals: Look after himself, find a new home.
Likes: Conventional weapons|People who stay calm in combat|bolt action rifles|Whiskey
Dislikes: Mutated insects|Overconfidence|Cigarettes|Caesar's Legion|Slavers
Skills
Skill: Pinpoint marksmanship|Quick reflexes|A former gunsmith|
Equipment
Equipment/Gear - Short sleeve shirt
Faded blue jeans
Fingerless gloves
A one filter Gasmask
Level 2 Kevlar vest
Medium sized knapsack
.308 hunting rifle
357 magnum revolver
with holster
Machete
Relations
Special||Close Friend||Friend/Well Received||Acquaintance||Untrusted||Disliked||Hated
WIP
Background
Rodrik was born in a no-name settlement across the Baja gulf twenty seven years ago. His parents didn't stay at the settlement long as they were akin to what you call nomads. They would move from place to place trying to stay alive along with a group of eight other people who weren't actually related to Rodrik, but felt like family. When he turned fourteen, according to the groups own laws, he became of fighting age and started to train with conventional weapons and defended the group from any outside and internal threats. When he turned seventeen his mother was pregnant with another child who was then born nine months later. He was a lively child who would always look up to Rodrik and followed him around when he'd go out scavenging. His brother's name was Mason. At the age of twenty five, Rodrik's group was attacked by Caesar legionaries. Out of the twelve people in Rodrik's group, only six people were still alive to be slaves. Rodrik, Mason, Their father, an older gentlemen who acted as the groups moral compass, and a younger couple who had just recently joined the group. Rodriks mother was killed in the initial attack, his brother was taken away to be indoctrinated into the youth of the legion. His status is unknown. His father was killed along with the older man in the group to server as an example after the younger couple had attempted an escape. A few days after the incident Rodrik saw an opportunity to escape and took it. A group of unidentified attackers started to fire at the legion soldiers as they marched down the road. Rodrik was not able to see the assailants, but could discern that they were using a mixture of Laser and plasma weapons. In the confusion, Rodrik killed one of the soldiers assigned to guarding him and the couple, he was quick to leave them behind, remembering they caused his fathers death. Rodrik has been wandering ever since.